ing a powerful spiritual pressure.
    Suddenly, an old man with white hair and a young woman in a blue dress appeared among them.
    "Master, what’s going on? Why did those three chimes ring?" the girl asked curiously.
    The old man smiled but didn't answer.
    "Greetings, Grand Elder!" The black-robed figures bowed to the old man, not daring to be negligent.
    "Hmm," the old man nodded slightly and walked aside with the girl.
    Soon, more formidable figures arrived at the tower.
    
    Unaware of the outside commotion, Qin Yi was filled with curiosity about the twelfth level.
    "Thud~"
    His feet landed, and he immediately surveyed his surroundings.
    "Huh? So many ancient bells?!" Staring around, he saw large ancient bells, each covered in mysterious patterns that piqued his interest.
    "Bang!"
    Qin Yi leapt toward a bell, eager to examine the intricate designs.
    "Ouch!"
    He cried out, feeling like he had hit a thick wall.
    "Clang!" He crashed to the ground with a loud thud.
    "In the twelfth level, break the protective barriers of the ancient bells in sequence and ring them. The more bells you ring, the greater the rewards."
    The familiar voice explained.
    "So that’s it! Rewards? Hehe!" Qin Yi chuckled, scanning the ancient bells for the weakest barrier.
    Drawing his blood-red broken sword, he gripped it tightly, golden spiritual energy swirling around his feet and purple-gold lightning covering his hands.
    "Ancient bells, let me send each of you off!" he laughed arrogantly, darting to the first bell.
    "Instant Thunder Sword!"
    Swinging his sword, he channeled lightning into it.
    "Go!"
    With a shout, a fierce purple-gold blade of lightning flew from his sword.
    "Ting!"
    The blade collided with the barrier, creating a powerful friction, and energy scattered.
    "Lower Seven Fists."
    Summoning lightning in his left hand, he threw powerful punches at the barrier, causing waves of ripples.
    "Again!" Determined, Qin Yi twisted his sword, gathering more lightning at the edge.
    "Cross Thunder Sword!"
    A thin cross-shaped blade of lightning flew from his sword, crisscrossed with killing purple-gold lightning.
    "Crackle~"
    The barrier and the Cross Thunder Sword clashed, both relentless. The barrier emitted golden light to reinforce itself while the cross-shaped blade attacked.
    "First barrier, break!" Qin Yi tossed his broken sword, his hands wrapped in lightning, frantically striking the barrier.
    "Dong~Dong~"
    Waves of ripples burst forth.
    "Pop!"
    A shattering sound echoed as the barrier broke.
    A loud chime rang from the first bell.
    "Dong~"
    Qin Yi smirked, his blood-red hair dancing in the air.
    "Let's see which bell can stop me!"
    He arro

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